I go running three times a week – outside in the park, come rain or shine, and I hate every moment of it. I hate everything about it. But I know it’s important for health reasons and the reason why I run, in particular, is because my stage work is like cardiovascular work so I don’t want to lose my breath on stage.
Sunrise offered a very beautiful spectacle; the water was quite unruffled, but the motion communicated by the tides was so great that, although there was not a breath of air stirring, the sea heaved slowly with a grand and majestic motion.
I would love to be looked at some day – and I’m not ever saying I’m at this level – but I’d love to be mentioned in the same breath as a Bowie or an Eno. Those are the people that I admire artistically, their career trajectory, the integrity throughout their career, the bravery of their career.
A cricket ball broke my nose when I was a kid so I couldn’t breath through it. Before I had it operated on I used to stand on stage with my mouth slightly open.
Music is my breath, blood and food – without music I would perish; the actor in me would die.
It’s hard to act in a corset. Your breath gets cut off. You’re squashed.
One was never taught how to begin at drama school. But all it required was one intake of breath.
Our breath gets shallow and ineffective when we are in a stressed state. I advocate stopping whatever you’re doing for a couple of minutes five times a day, closing your eyes and taking deep breaths.
You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be.
Part of what I like about living in Chicago is it’s not easy. The breath of the city, the everyday challenge of it, is good. It forces you to grow and push yourself.
This is a moment in history where it is almost hard to catch your breath.
The human voice: mysterious, spontaneous, primal. For me, the human voice is the vessel on which all emotions travel – except perhaps jealousy. And the breath, the breath is the captain of that vessel.
What is beauty, anyway? It’s more than something pleasant looking. If it doesn’t stop us in our tracks and make us unable to move for a moment, unable to put into words what’s closing off the breath in our throats, then maybe it’s pretty, but it probably isn’t beauty.
I’ve never felt the breath of God – you can take that statement literally or metaphorically – more than when I was yearning for a personal, intimate connection to something bigger than me.
I’ve lived kind of a sad-happy life. It’s like, every time you take a breath, it’s heavy, but on the outside you’re like a clown family traveling along the universe.
Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
In ‘Beowulf,’ director Robert Zemeckis uses a technique called ‘motion capture’ to conjure fantastical things, angles into action and sweeping vistas to stun your eyes and take your breath away. But what he hasn’t mastered and what the technique can’t do is this: emotion capture.
Guns N’ Roses is a weighty subject, but in the same breath, I don’t take it that seriously.
Freedom is never dear at any price. It is the breath of life. What would a man not pay for living?
The Vatican takes your breath away.
I’ve trained myself to find time to exercise relaxation of the body. I have these programs – I just listen to the instructions, and they’re simple. Sometimes you just hold your hand tight and keep your breath – you hold it, hold it, feel all the tension, and then relax.
My mom was a yoga teacher back in the 1960s, so I observed a lot of the practice. It’s movement of the body with awareness to the breath, which you can do with running, push-ups or walking on a piece of nylon tied between two trees.
I live for the pressure, I live for the moments when I’m deep in the match, out of breath, hurt and feel like throwing up. It’s in those moments that I push through, I keep punching, I keep going forward, because no matter what, I will never stop.
Of course I’m happy when people mention his name and mine in the same breath. It’s like a dream. But I know they are overpraising ‘Your Name’ because I am absolutely not at Miyazaki’s level. Honestly, I really don’t want Miyazaki to see it because he will see all its flaws.
Working with the dying is like being a midwife for this great rite of passage of death. Just as a midwife helps a being take their first breath, you help a being take their last breath.
It’s like being an athlete; you get into a certain shape where you really have the right wind, because it’s all to do with breath. Because singing and dancing at the same time is not easy!
Donald Trump is a breath of fresh air in the nation where the political establishment from both parties has betrayed their constituencies time and time again.
To be honest, I’ve never told anybody they have bad breath. When I do recognize that, I try not to breathe when they come near.
I learned from my dad that there may come a time in life when you need to slow down and take a breath and deal with things, and that’s OK, but whatever you do… Don’t stop, and don’t quit. Even if it’s hard, you can’t be lazy.
I swam underwater for 50 meters at a time and walked the length of the pool underwater, with a brick in each hand, all on a single breath.
Part of the beauty of Judaism, and surely this is so for other faiths also, is that it gently restores control over time. Three times a day we stop what we are doing and turn to God in prayer. We recover perspective. We inhale a deep breath of eternity.
I hold my breath with my punches in the fight and you know how that catches up with you.
I once saw an elaborate landscape in a gallery, drawn in pencil, that took my breath away. Then I realized the artist probably didn’t have enough confidence to use a pen.
Norah Jones is a breath of fresh air. Norah Jones can sing and play. She’s got some talent. I was totally ecstatic that that girl got noticed, because she’s wonderful.
It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight.
With a smartphone in tow and a playlist humming, a runner may miss the crunch of leaves underfoot, the enthusiastic cheers of benevolent strangers, or even her own breath. And, for many runners, leaving the mobile device at home is the most liberating part of the sport.
It would be an egregious mistake to ever refer to me in the same breath as most of the people I write about.
In the procession I should feel the crushing feet, the clashing discords, the ruthless hands and stifling breath. I could not hear the rhythm of the march.
One of the things I did, I would go, ‘Dad, I know you don’t know how to work YouTube, but wait until you see this concert. I found Hank Williams in 1940. And look at this.’ Then that brings on memories and it brings happiness and it gives him a little extra breath in life.
Stress is basically a disconnection from the earth, a forgetting of the breath. Stress is an ignorant state. It believes that everything is an emergency. Nothing is that important. Just lie down.
To the last, I grapple with thee; From Hell’s heart, I stab at thee; For hate’s sake, I spit my last breath at thee.
When I was living in New York, I tried to make it work for a year, but I didn’t really have my own space to be creative. It was really inspiring, but I think that coming to L.A. has allowed me to take a breath.
I love being able to bring an animator’s vision to life and give the breath to the voice of a character.
Conscious breath control is a useful tool for achieving a relaxed, clear state of mind.
His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.
There are people who try to justify eating fish by saying they have no feelings. Well, you watch a fish gasping for breath as it’s pulled out of the water, and then try and tell me it has no feelings!
I think Charles Manson was a hair’s breath away from just being a terrorist. He wanted to start a war, too.
I’ve been known to write 10 pages a day for 10 days running before I take a breath. I am not a disciplined writer. I’m one of those people who laughingly call themselves inspirational writers, which basically means someone who has no control over their own creative process.
CO2 is the exhaling breath of our civilization, literally… Changing that pattern requires a scope, a scale, a speed of change that is beyond what we have done in the past.
I have fans, and I have family that love me, and I have my music, and I have my breath going in and out.
Sometimes I would make myself very still and try to imagine myself dead. I tried to invoke the feeling of the very last breath I would take.
I always wanted to be mentioned in the same breath as all of the great wrestlers.
When you pancake a guy, and you feel their breath exhale, to me that’s their soul leaving their body.
Why give chemotherapy or even antibiotics to people with end-stage Alzheimer’s disease? Keep them pain free and clean, love them but don’t automatically try to get the last technology-produced breath from them. Start a preschool program instead or do something about the atrocious state of obesity in our children.
